A Bullet Never Lies(Closed for Courage)

“Hmmm….” Irene said with a smile as she peeled his jeans down his hips and pulled his boxers down as well until she was staring at his thick, hard cock. “You might have to convince me then.”

Grinning up at him, she soon bent over his body and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. A low moan escaped her chest as the familiar taste and texture of her husband filled her senses.
 
Beau groaned as he felt her lips slide around his cock. He tried to stop from involuntarily bucking his hips, but the feeling quickly overwhelmed him. He finally figured out how to get her pussy over his face by reaching down and pulling her off of him before she could get started.

"As much as that felt amazing, it's not going to happen unless you give me something to play with as well," he told his wife, a devilish smile ghosting across his face as he waited for her answer.
 
Irene moaned in disappointment as he pulled her from her treat and she looked up at him as he insisted that she give him something to play with as well. She grinned at him and lay back on the bed, her eyes both challenging and full of lust.

“Then you better get these clothes off me, Lawry.” She said to him, the smile on her face showing him just how eager she was.
 
Beau smiled and grinned, stripping Irene of her clothes in record time. Somehow, nothing was torn in his mad dash to get everything off. When she was finally naked, he grinned and leaned down, licking through her wet lips.

"Mmmm, nothing beats your taste," he said, licking her again. He wasn't going to tease her, knowing she was just as eager as he was. He quickly latched onto her clit, before sliding two fingers into her, searching for that little spot that drove her wild.
 
“Oh fuck, Beau!” She gasped as he dove between her thighs and sucked on her clit while his fingers slid deep inside her body. “Yes, baby…”

She twitched and moved on the bed, gasping loudly and moaning as his fingers stretched her pussy and searched for the spot that would send her sailing into heaven. “Beau…” She sobbed his name as his fingers massaged her spot, her hips automatically bucking against his lips in response.
 
Beau kept up his assault, driving his wife towards release. He loved the sounds she made when he pleased her orally. He knew from those noises what she wanted, and how she wanted it. His fingers started to massage her spot a little harder and faster, as his tongue swirled around her clit.

He pulled out a trick that he hadn't used on her recently, as he started humming while sucking on her clit. He grinned as it seemed to be working, humming more loudly, letting the vibrations pass through his lips to her clit.
 
The moment Beau started humming, she knew that she was done for. Irene yelped as her tanned thighs clamped tightly on her husband’s head and kept him firmly in place. She was panting, her chest heaving as she felt her orgasm build to the breaking point before it finally burst.

“Beau!” His name was the only thing on her lips as she came in a wet rush for him, coating his fingers and lips with her sticky juices. “Ohhhhhh….”
 
Beau lapped up her juices, loving her taste. He coaxed as much from her as he could, prolonging her own orgasm for as long as he could. He knew about how long he could string it out for, and kept it going until he reached that point.

When he looked up from between her legs after her thighs unclamped, he smiled and smacked his lips, grinning. "Best damn taste in the world," he said, completely serious.
 
Irene blew out a sharp breath as he lifted his head and smack his lips, telling her that she was the best tasting thing in the entire world. That silly statement brought tears to her eyes and she smiled for him, blushing like a school girl having sex for the first time. Beau did that to her. It made her feel like she was the only girl in the world.

“I need you inside of me, Beau. I want to feel your cock stretching my body.” She murmured in an equally serious voice.
 
Beau nodded slightly as he kissed his way up his beautiful wife's body. He wasn't taking his time, his need just as evident as hers. He kissed her lips, knowing she found it hot tasting herself on his lips as he rubbed his cock through her lips, getting himself nice and wet.

He groaned as he sank into her, marveling at how tight she was, and the feeling of her walls clutching at him and fluttering at the same time, recovering from her earlier orgasm. He finally reached the point where his pelvis ground against hers, his cock bottoming out inside her as he looked down at her. "You feel amazing," he whispered as he pulled almost all of the way out of her, before sliding back in and repeating it, keeping the speed slow and steady.
 
She moaned as he pressed himself deep inside of her body, her lips clinging to his as he kissed her with such a hot passion. She loved this man and everything that he did to her. As he set up a slow, steady rhythm, she lifted her arms and looped them around his neck, enjoying the weight of his body upon hers. It wouldn’t be long before her belly got in the way of their love making and she was going to enjoy every moment she possibly could.

“You’re the amazing one, Beau.” She whispered back, gasping as he pulled almost completely free from her body and thrust in again, repeating his motion over and over.
 
Beau just smiled down at his wife, keeping the pace steady. He wasn't looking to reach an orgasm just yet, but instead enjoy the sensations his wife's body was giving him. He just hoped she was getting the same feelings and sensations. He started to kiss her neck and moved one hand up to her breasts, kneading them and enjoying the feeling. He loved her body, and was glad that she was okay with the changes.

He looked down at her and smiled. "Hmm...Should we practice for when you're closer to the delivery date?" he asked with a smile, knowing that having sex while spooning was even more intimate than what they were currently doing.
 
Irene tilted her chin upwards as Beau kissed and nipped at the sensitive flesh. She shivered and moaned as his hand reached up to her breasts, kneading each one until she swore that she might lose it again. She let out a long, hot moan, telling him that she was enjoying everything that he was doing to her.

When he suggested that they change positions, all she could do was nod. When he pulled out of her and allowed her the change to move, she did so on shaky limbs that required his strong hands helping her to get situated. Once on her side, she let out another whimper as she felt him pressing against her body again, every single inch of him felt against her warm skin.

“That’s it, baby…” She murmured as she felt his hard cock pressing against the cushion of her bottom once more. “God, Beau, I need you so much right now.”
 
Beau smiled and slid against her bottom, grinning. He looked at her as she looked back and smiled. "Do you want me back where I was, or where I am now?" he asked. He would enjoy either place, but wanted to make sure he did what she wanted.

He slid his hands along her sides, caressing the hot skin. Her tan was just starting to fade, but her skin still had that healthy glow he knew she liked, and he had come to love.
 
Irene stared into her husband’s loving gaze and felt her body shiver as he asked her where she wanted him. She nibbled her lower lip and gave him a shy smile as he caressed along her heated skin. She let out a little moan as he touched a spot that she particularly liked and she reached up to pull his head down for a kiss.

“My bottom.” She whispered softly, a blush coating her cheeks. “Be gentle, baby.” She gave him that heated gaze that told him just how much she wanted him.
 
Beau smiled before sliding his cock through her lips to get himself as wet as possible. He slid back to where he was and slowly pushed into her bottom, groaning from the tightness. He had heard that this might also be one of the ways that they would be having sex when she was further along.

"Your bottom feels amazing, love" he said softly, his hands finding her breasts, kneading them softly as he started to slowly thrust in and out of her ass.
 
Irene gasped as she felt Beau sliding his cock through her wet lips before he slowly pushed inside of her ass. She moaned, tensing and whimpering as he slowly pushed his way home. When he was buried deep, she blew out a breath and relaxed, the feeling of fullness amazing.

“You feel so incredibly good.” She purred as his hands settled over her swollen breasts, kneading them in time with his thrusts. “Yes, sweetheart. Just like that. That’s so good.”

She knew Beau liked to hear encouragement and she always sought to tell him how good he made her feel. This was complete and total heaven and after a day spent in hell, it was the release that they both needed.
 
Beau groaned as he felt her tighten around him. Her ass always felt amazing. It was just as good as her pussy, but in a different way. He couldn't get enough of her, however he could also never get tired of satisfying her either.

"Sweetheart, I love this pace, but want to know what you want," he said, trying to make this all about her and drive her towards her release as she wanted it.

He continued to knead her breasts, teasing her nipples, waiting to see what her response was. He could feel her jumping as he tweaked her nipples while slowly driving his cock into her ass, and then pulling almost all of the way out, repeating it steadily.
 
Irene gasped each time he pinched and teased her nipples. The effect made her pussy incredibly wet and she squirmed in her husband’s arms. The pace that he set was maddening and she wanted him to give her his all.

“Fuck me hard, Beau.” She whimpered, the blush coating her cheeks darkening further as her husband made pleasure spiral inside of her with abandon.
 
Beau followed her orders, slamming his cock deep into her hard. He was taking his time, driving himself into his wife with force and passion. He loved the feeling her ass gave as it clenched and twitched around him.

He slid his hands down her body, spreading her legs as he started to finger her and tease her clit, pinching and rubbing it softly. He continued to drive into her, letting the force of his thrusts drive his fingers in and out of her.
 
“Ohhhh!” Irene cooed as Beau did just as she asked and started to drive into her with a force that shook the bed. She clenched herself around him, moaning with pleasure as she felt his hands moving down her body.

His fingers pressed deep inside of her body, fucking her with the same rhythm that he was currently using to drive in and out of her. She whimpered, her head thrown back and her neck exposed as he pinched and massaged her clit.

“Beau…” She murmured, her eyes clenched shut. “I’m….cumming!”

She bucked her hips back against his, crying out as she came in a small explosion for him.
 
Beau groaned as he felt her clench around him. Her body trembled against him as his hands were suddenly wet with her juices. He groaned a little more loudly as he thrust into her hard, cumming deep inside her.

"Oh...God...." he said softly, worn out. He felt completely satisfied, loving how his wife's body reacted with his.

"Sweetheart...that felt amazing," he said, rubbing her belly with his dry hand softly.
 
Irene panted as she felt Beau stroking his hand over her belly, his body still filling hers with his softening cock. She moaned in response as he told her that what the had done was amazing. She smiled, laughing softly for his benefit.

“I don’t think I could move if I wanted to.” She murmured, her hand resting on top of his as it stroked over the skin of her belly.
 
Beau chuckled softly. "I know the feeling. I'm as happy as can be though," he said softly, holding the woman he loved more and more each day. He was well and truly happy, and knew that there wasn't anything that he would change about this particular moment.

He did wish that the past would leave them alone, but he was happy to be with his wife. He just hoped that this tracking job would be over soon, so that they could go home, and be content in knowing things were finally over with their past.
 
Irene didn’t answer as she dozed in her husband’s arm, warm and content as he held her tightly to his body. Her exhaustion was very real after their long ordeal and she felt safe in her husband’s embrace. She murmured something in her sleep as his hand slid over her belly, warmly cupping the place where their child grew.
 
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